Infrastructure starts from the game

Magic Association · Reference Room

"Magic chicken station? Magical technology station? Magical machine warfare...Damn it, what word is it?! You should have asked clearly at that time!"

President Hume waved his magic wand angrily, and countless files ran around in the reference room like headless chickens.

These archives are backup data for the wizards' research projects.

In the eastern region, all magic projects that have applied for research funding and research materials from the Mage Tower Magic Association are here.

Exceptions are made for S-level security and above.

However, it is impossible for a general middle-level mage to have a research project above S level. Even if there is, such a middle-level mage will not be released from the mage tower easily.

In other words, unless Angel Cecilia's "Magic Base Station" project has never applied for resources, and all of them are paid for at their own expense, there should be no backup of his project data here.

Theoretically so.

But it's really hard to find.

When mages apply for projects, they are usually very free-wheeling, and their ideas are like a powerful and unconstrained style.

Some people began to study the "Feasibility Report of Group Consciousness Hypnotic Magic" because they felt that formal clothes were too troublesome and wanted to walk outside in comfortable pajamas all day long;

There is also a title that reads "About how I became the patriarch of the blood clan by controlling the diet of the blood clan", but it contains a tomato planting guide and a thousand ways to cook tomatoes.

Especially the black robes are very good at fishing in troubled waters with titles.

Under the very normal title of "Analysis of the Magic Constants of the Colorful Toadstool Mushroom", it is actually the material of cruel toxin experiments on 98 races, which contains bloody records of the reaction and anatomical data of all races when the toxins attack; and "Guide to the Anatomy of the Demon Race" This seemingly bloody project is actually a poor mage (male) who was deceived by the demons for sex and money, and was pregnant with the other party's child. He had to record his caesarean section process, trying to cheat funds for living expenses That's all.

Regarding Angel's "Magic Chicken Station" project, Branch President Hume doubts that it is a large chicken farm.

There are precedents for this!

Officer John felt that he didn't need to pay attention to Angel's research project at all.

"Why is it so troublesome? Anyway, we only want to try it out, so we can just use the test model of the game table!" John said, his ridiculously big eyes rolled around, looking like he had no good ideas.

In fact, he wanted to threaten the other party in this way in the alchemy workshop: "The black cat said that it provides a game table rental service, that is, it must spread out enough of this toy to make money. When the time comes, let Owen card them— —”

"Ames! Shut up!" shouted Hume.

He regretted it to death and took the goblin to the magic gear today.

In a word of racism, all goblins are a bunch of smart-looking assholes!

Owen also looked at John with cold eyes: "Although magic education is very important, for the city of Cecilia, the commercialization of magic is more important! The magic gear just had an accident not long ago, you'd better pay less attention to it !"

"Hmph, the alchemy workshop has long been out of the era!" John muttered dissatisfied.

Owen didn't want to pay too much attention to this shallow goblin.

But the other party reminded him.

"...It is really necessary to prevent this kind of guy who is looking for trouble," Owen called his butler, "Bart, go back and remind me, and issue a certificate of 'Cecilia Key Support Enterprise' to Magic Gear later, and warn those below Guy, tighten your claws a little bit!"

"Yes, master." In fact, the old butler who had been following Owen but had no sense of presence responded.

The other two in the reference room were not surprised by Owen's order.

Even Goblin John.

After all, the magic gear is also an old workshop that existed since the founding of Cecilia. It used to be one of the city's signs. Not to mention Owen who wants to revive the magic economy all the time.

If Angle's past information can be found and he has a deep understanding of his research projects, the implementation of these policies will be more secure.

That's why they came back to look for information.

Hume branch leader searched for a long time but got no results. He angrily drove the files back to the file cabinet.

"Damn, I can't find anything!"

"Is it because the black robe wasn't in Cecilia before?" Mayor Owen said, "It's still a mid-level one, and I haven't heard of him before."

"Maybe it's an illegitimate child or something?" Operator John became energetic when he talked about gossip.

"That makes sense," Hume muttered.

Of course, what he agreed with was not the indifferent gossip of "Angel is an illegitimate child", but in retrospect, he had never seen Angel before, but such a black robe would still make people impressed.

Then the other party has been in other cities, outside his jurisdiction.

But Angel Cecilia...

...I always feel that I have heard this name somewhere.

"I also feel that the owner of the workshop looks familiar." Owen's old butler agreed.

This surprised Owen: "But with your memory, you won't forget anyone you've met in 50 years, right?"

"So I've been thinking about whether I've seen someone similar to Mr. Angel before." The butler said.

"Hmph, do you still need to remember? It must be the previous owners of the workshop!" John said.

"No, there is no similarity between Mr. Angel and the previous masters." Butler Bart glanced at John calmly, "Besides, humans and goblins are different. Big difference."

"That is, we goblins are a united race!"

The little old man puffed out his chest proudly, forgetting his human blood.

For such an invincible target, Old Bart could only show a wry smile.

On the contrary, President Hume remembered something because of the conversation between the mayor and his servant: "50 years, yes, I heard this name not so recently, but earlier, earlier..."

"Impossible? I can smell his blood and I'm still a normal human being," Owen said strangely, "How can it be possible to be eternally young, and it's not those old monsters in the Star Tower—"

"Yes, it's the Xingyao Tower!"

Hume pointed at Owen and yelled.

Then he turned around and rushed to a file shelf that stored various spar records, and precisely pulled out a black spar from the cabinet in 120.

"This is it, Senior Angel Cecilia!"

"Senior?" John couldn't help grinning when he heard the words, "You can be someone's great-grandfather, are you sorry..."

The goblin's tongue stopped at the image cast by the spar.

It was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy with pale skin and a thin figure, wearing a dark loose robe similar to a black robe, with long bangs covering most of his face, looking very gloomy.

Perhaps the person who left this image felt that this would not be able to serve as an identity verification function. He vaguely said something to the boy. The boy showed an impatient expression, but he still raised his hand to grab his bangs, and brushed them back reluctantly. There was a pair of eyes with blue-black eye circles that looked like they hadn't slept for a week, but their eyes were slanted in other directions, unwilling to look forward anyway.

Avoiding the camera in this way, the boy introduced himself like all magic apprentices who are about to enter the mage tower:

"Angel Cecilia, 14 years old, middle-level magic potential, voluntary spiritual department... psychological healing white robe, over."

You still want to be a white robe with this ghostly appearance?

Are you sure you are trying to heal and not create mental pollution? !

The four people present all complained in their hearts at the same time.

"It's really the same person!" Owen said with emotion, "Although it looks like the grade is much younger, but the temperament is the same... But, how can there be no change at all?!"

"It's really weird. Most teenagers are temperamental, so they can change their personality easily, right?" John said, "Besides, he has become a white robe as he hoped, and he should probably be picked up by a black wizard. The stimulation experienced will be more..."

"No, the one who chose Senior Angel is really the white robe."

President Hume looked at the image of the past and was very emotional: "And it's still the white robe of the Star Tower."

"Xingyao Tower..." Owen repeated with a sigh.

In this world, although there are many classifications of mages, the level division is relatively rough, and there are generally only four levels:

Master Apprentice (Mage Tower is equivalent to a high school, Academy City is a vocational high school);

Junior mage (university graduate);

Intermediate mages (graduate to doctorate);

High-level mage (professor and above).

The highest level of a mage is actually only a high-level mage, also known as a great magician.

The so-called "Forbidden Curse Mage" is only related to the degree of damage caused by magic, and has nothing to do with the depth of research ability and knowledge.

Compared with the general level of mages, the rating of mage towers has very strict standards.

They are divided into Bronze Tower, Silver Tower, Golden Tower, Platinum Tower, Diamond Tower, Xingyao Tower, and the Tower of the Emperor, which is only available to the Magic Emperor.

(Angel: This hierarchy seems to have been copied from somewhere.)

However, the Tower of the Emperor is almost a legend, because only a magic emperor who has a very high level of magic attainments, and at the same time has a very high reputation and commanding ability among the people can build it, even if he goes to the abyss of Cecilia. The magician didn't do it either, only the ancient magic dynasty left a few ruins.

And now the highest standard of magic towers that mages can build is Xingyao Tower.

As the capital of magic, Cecilia City has five star towers.

One of these is the Mage Tower of the Archmage Cecilia who built the city.

"Did Cecilia's Xingyao Tower choose that kid?" John asked, "Are they a family?"

"No." Hume shook his head. "The relationship between the magic gear and the great magician Cecilia is very subtle. The magic gear was built, but the history of the magic gear seems to have existed even before the city of Cecilia, when it was a small village where demons ravaged."

"And the great magician Cecilia's attitude towards the magic gear is also very subtle. He will hardly have any contact with the owner of the magic gear, and he will not give anything. He even forcibly cast a curse so that the owner of the magic gear cannot Even if you become a nobleman, you cannot marry any nobleman, and you will always be a commoner."

"Mom, this is revenge!" John exclaimed.

Hume did not comment on the family relationship of the ancient great magician, he only said: "The one who chose Senior Angel is the Xingyao Tower that has no owner!"

The remaining three showed genuinely surprised expressions.

"The legendary..."

"The legendary one." Hume nodded.

Among the five star towers in the city of Cecilia, the most legendary one is not the star tower of the great magician of Cecilia, but the tower without an owner.

No one knows who built that tower, and no one knows how long that tower is.

Anyway, as the records begin, the tower is there.

The time when it opens the tower door is also uncertain, but every time it opens, it is the time when apprentices with legendary potential want to enter the mage tower. It can be said that it is a mage tower that is not needed by non-super geniuses.

"That year, the Mage Tower chose an apprentice with mid-level potential, which caused a great commotion among us apprentices who were about to enter the Mage Tower," Hume recalled. He was a little emotional when talking about this incident. , "We once thought that the Tower of Masterless had changed the criteria for selecting mages, so we were secretly excited for several years until our hopes were shattered."

"So, I also remembered." The butler nodded, and recalled the same, "It was a big deal at the time, so the master sent me to investigate the identity of the apprentices who entered the Xingyao Tower, so I found out the magic gear. , I have seen the owner of the magic gear at that time, he should be the father of Mr. Angel? He is more like Mr. Angel than the previous owners of the magic gear—or, Mr. Angel is like Him? That's why I feel a little familiar."

Operator John felt subtly uncomfortable.

He said as if picking a thorn: "But even if it is cultivated by the Tower of No Owner, it doesn't necessarily make a difference, right?"

"That's true," Hume nodded in agreement. "Actually, the Tower of No Owner has a high probability of failure! Generally, if you can't be promoted to an intermediate mage within three years, and can't become a great mage within five years, you will be forcibly kicked out."

"But this Angor has only intermediate potential, and he came back after staying in the Tower of No Owner for hundreds of years?" Owen asked.

"..."

There was a sudden silence in the reference room.

Everyone was immersed in an atmosphere of "Although I don't know what's going on, but I feel so powerful".

What's the matter with suddenly feeling that Angel is more powerful than those "successful" great magicians? !

"I said, did Mr. Angel come back with some kind of mission this time!" Owen said, and when he mentioned Angel this time, he suddenly became respectful.

"mission?"

Owen said solemnly: "The whole world has changed now, and magic is weakening. Those reclusive great magicians should not ignore it, so is Mr. Angel the emissary sent by the Tower of No Owner? Maybe he brought revival He came from the mission of magic to develop the magic item that improves the ability of meditation, and wants to carry out his research project at school."

"Ha, you think too much!" John said in disbelief.

"I also think it's very possible," Hume Branch President echoed, with a pensive look on his face, "Whether it's the game table rental and sales plan, or the proposal of the Magic Chicken station (?), it's obviously all after careful consideration. With a set of rings, it is hard to imagine that a gloomy black robe would have such abilities, especially since he has been in the Magic Tower for so many years, it is fine if he is not abandoned by the times, how can he come up with such a mature business plan ?! Look at his membership system, it is more cunning than many real businessmen! Therefore, there should be a bigger force behind him to advise him!"

"Didn't you say Roy's last time..."

"No no, that time I thought too shallowly, I only thought of the first layer, the truth should be more complicated." Hume said.

He looked at Mayor Owen: "As analyzed by Owen, Roy's family does not have this motive, nor does it have this technology, so why bother to entrust a dilapidated alchemy workshop? So I think Borderlands... Angel The organization behind the senior should have taken a fancy to the huge financial resources of the Roy family, and is now preparing to drag them into the chariot!"

"Yes! That makes sense!" Owen slapped his thigh, "So Mr. Angel approached the little girl of the Roy family, not the head of the house, because the Roy family didn't realize that they were part of the plan." ring!"

"However, if that person is the messenger of the Tower of No Lord, do you need to be so troublesome?" John said, "As long as he shows the letters of introduction from those old monsters, even His Majesty the Emperor will treat him as a guest of honor!"

"This is where Senior Angel is cautious!" Hume stroked his beard.

He felt that everything was straightened out: "How powerful is the Abolition of Magic School now? Not to mention local officials, even in our Magic Association, there are many fools who think that magic is completely outdated, and the existence of magic must be completely abandoned. If Angel The senior directly said that it was the order of the Tower of No Owner. I am afraid that these people will obey the law, waste a lot of money and energy, and turn a good thing into a bad thing. Now he is starting from the bottom, just to identify those pests .”

"So he asked us to sign a magic contract with him, which is also a statement!" Owen added, "Which black-robed contract is not to achieve your own interests, regardless of other people's life or death! But Mr. Angel asked us Drafting a contract that can perfectly protect the children's bodies and souls is completely a statement of the forces he represents, and it is also a temptation for us!"

"But he probably didn't expect that we could find out his true identity!" Hume proudly said.

So the middle-aged and elderly people in the reference room let out a shady smirk.

"So, are we going to sign that contract with him?" John asked doubtfully after laughing.

"Sign! Of course you have to sign!" Owen said, "Since everyone has seen that this is a golden thigh! If you don't hurry up and hug it tightly, can you do yourself a favor?!"

There was another smirk in the reference room.

"pain--"

At this moment, Angel, who inexplicably possessed the series of titles of "the exception of the tower of no master", "the closed disciple of the hermit bosses", "the apostle sent by the highest level mage tower", was covering half of his face wailed.

Mithril had just left five 'love claw marks' on his face.

"What do you mean by 'you pay'!" Mithril scolded, "What kind of chicken farm do you have so much money to build?!"

It felt that by not stretching out its claws in front of the guests, it had already saved enough face for the bastard owner!

"It's not a chicken farm, it's a base station!" Angel corrected.

"I don't care what you want to build, in short, don't waste money!" Mithril said.

It noticed!

It noticed that Angor had a very bad tendency!

As long as this man has a little money in his books, he will spend it all at once.

At first it was the money earned from the gaming tables, and he immediately used it to restock and buy more tables.

This is a necessary material expense, Mithril can understand.

Then the number of game tables increased, Angel immediately got all the tables, and ran to the Adventurer's Guild and the Magic Guild to recruit people!

This is a necessary personnel expense, and Mithril can understand it.

Then he found that the money was not spent, so he started to decorate the workshop, renovate the dormitory, and pay the employees high salaries (this is still a promise, I don’t know where the real money is!), and then plans to engage in More gaming tables, make more games!

These are necessary for future development, Mithril can barely understand.

In the end, he even promised to build some magic chicken farm for the school!

Use workshop money!

As long as those grown-ups sign a contract!All with workshop money!

Mithril felt that he couldn't bear it anymore.

It has just gone through the stage when the workshop is about to go bankrupt, and it can't stand the foreseeable deficit at all!

Mithril stretched out its claws and threatened Angel: "If you spend indiscriminately again, you must step over my cat's body!"

"It's all necessary expenses." Angel complained.

And he has a set of theories to back it up:

"When you have money, you always need to expand the store. Expanding the store will definitely require decoration and manpower. To get the manpower, you must be well treated! Only the money spent is money!"

"And the economy is inflationary! According to my observations, no matter what the currency value of any country is at the beginning, it will eventually develop into a situation where wages are dozens of times the maximum currency value and the maximum currency value is used for ordinary consumption. Now the wages of ordinary people in this country are only twenty silver, and the maximum currency value is one gold, how much room for inflation does this mean?! If you don’t spend the money quickly, you will definitely lose money!”

Anyway, Angel would not admit that he was a member of the Moonlight Clan.

Mithril only wanted to slap him when he heard it: "It's a shame that you can save a sum of money to pay off the debt of the workshop in the Mage Tower!"

"The main reason is that there is no place to spend it." Angel replied honestly.

Mage towers are usually closed and self-contained.

The mages always have a lot of secrets, especially the high-level mages who build the tower. They may be researching some destructive projects. Naturally, they will not let their subordinates and apprentices run around, so they must act like parents. Generally responsible for their eating and drinking.

In the 100 years since Angor entered the Mage Tower, he has not contacted the outside world.

In that kind of place, the money is naturally useless, and sometimes a sum of money can be made when the project surplus does not require too much cost. Angel has unknowingly saved more than 100 in 30 years, and then paid out It took half a day to pay off the debt.

This kind of physique that can't keep money is indeed very sad.

Angel had no choice but to appease the crazy Mithril and said, "Actually, things are not that bad. Didn't we just get a big order?"

"You know those orders! It hasn't been produced yet! These are cost! Cost!" Mithril said.

Angel was given a headache by its meowing, he could only helplessly pick up the pen and paper on the table and said:

"In short, let's figure out what we are going to do first?!"

He actually wants to change finances first.